In a room in Hollywood, there was a table reading. Cherry was there, dressed like a worker in the room as she was an intern for the summer and Atticus was with her as a guest/visitor. She was a little nervous as she knew that a certain somebody wouldn't like the script for their new idea on a movie based on the ever popular Looney Tunes.
"Don't worry, Cherry, I'm sure that it's going to go great." Atticus assured her.
"Oh, I dunno..." Cherry sighed.
The black duck came in. "Alright, I'm here... Let's see what this is all about."
"Script is ready, Mr. Duck, look it over until Mr. Bunny gets here." one man said, handing the papers over to him.
"All right, let's see this..." Daffy took the script, then looked to Cherry. "Hey, you don't work here!"
"I'm an intern." Cherry told him.
"Ah, so you're just as useless as the guys in accounting..." Daffy scoffed as he went to look over the script for the Looney Tunes movie.
'Wow, he's as obnoxious in real life as he is on every Looney Tunes episode he's ever been on.' Atticus thought.
Daffy read the script silently to himself, then decided to speak up, having protests. "Hold everything... 'Daffy gets blasted'... Page seven: Daffy gets blasted... Page eight: Daffy gets blasted again!?" he glared at the writers. "What's the matter with you people!?"
"It's been a tradition since 1953." Cherry reminded him.
"Yes, but we can't do this stuff anymore!" Daffy refused to let it happen.
"Is it just because you don't like it or is it because Mr. bunny doesn't get blasted while you're the one that gets blasted all over?" Atticus asked.
"He always wins!" Daffy slammed his feathered fist on the table. "Show biz legends like me shouldn't have to play stooge to that long-eared, carrot-chomping, overbite-challenged-"
Bugs came, as if on cue, chomping one of his trademark vegetables for the day. "What's up, Doc?" he greeted the others.
Daffy got scared a little to talk about Bugs like that with the bunny listening. Bugs smiled as he walked among the crowd and decided to have a seat with Daffy.
"Hey Bugs, haven't seen you since the basketball game against Moron Mountain." Cherry shook his gloved paw.
"Nice to see you too, kid," Bugs said before noticing Atticus. "Who's that?"
"New friend... He decided to come with me..." Cherry said.
"Pleased to meet ya, kid," Bugs said as Atticus was in stunned silence, probably starstruck to see him up close like this. "Anyways, I think Daff's right," he then took out a wallet to show numerous bunny children in photographs. "Maybe I'll take a vacation and go visit my 542 nieces and nephews."
"Wow, with those many kids, it must be stressful for the parents." Atticus said.
"I'll say..." Cherry muttered.
Mr. Duck, excuse me, I'm sorry," a woman with short blonde hair in a pink blouse stood up. "I don't see how we can have a Bugs Bunny movie without Bugs Bunny."
"Oh my, heavens no," Daffy mocked her, due to years of abuse. "You couldn't have a movie without Bugs Bunny!"
"And just who are you?" Cherry asked, she hadn't seen the woman during her summer job.
"Kate Houghton, Vice-President, Comedy." the woman shook her hand.
Cherry looked to see somehow her hand had been turned frozen and she glanced to Atticus. "And you say I'm icy."
"Kate did Lethal Weapon Babies," one of the men showed a poster. "Finally, a Lethal Weapons I can take my grandchildren to."
"Yeah, that way, they don't get nightmares." Atticus said.
"Gentlemen, check your phones." Kate demanded.
The men did as told, following her instructions.
"Our latest research shows that Bugs Bunny is a core asset, that appeals to male and female, young and old throughout the universe... While your fan base is limited to angry fat guys in basements." Kate told Daffy, showing how more popular Bugs was than him.
Cherry blinked and took out a Bugs Bunny stuffed animal she kept. "I've had this since I was four."
"Cool, I didn't know and as for the fanbase, I was surprised by how low Mr. Duck's was." Atticus said.
Yeah, but... Come on, fellas, I'm thrice the entertainer the rabbit is!" Daffy cried.
Bugs burped from one of his carrots, making almost everybody in the room laugh.
"Fine, it's hilarious, but moviegoers these days demand action heroes, like me!" Daffy got on top of the table and did kung-fu moves, but got him stuck in a tangled trap and glared at Bugs. "Top that, rabbit."
Bugs merely touched Daffy with his foot, making the duck's eyeballs fall off his head and he tried to grab him. Once he got sorted, he looked to the workers. "I'm afraid the Brothers Warner must choose between a handsome matinee idol or this miscreant perpetrator of low burlesque."
"Whichever one's not the duck." one of the men spoke up.
Daffy wanted to protest, Cherry left the room and lugged a box into the room, putting it on the table. "Hey, that's the stuff from my office..."
"You don't have an office," Cherry told him. "Not anymore... I'm sorry, Daffy."
"So then, that means that Daffy's fired." Atticus said, shocked of the news.
"Yeah..." Cherry looked to him.
Daffy was begging the men to let him back in, but they weren't going to do it. Kate was going to remove Daffy from the premises. Bugs sighed, rolling his eyes at Daffy's drama queen rants.
"You guys can't be serious." Cherry looked to the men, she wasn't Daffy's biggest fan either, but even she found this wrong. "Looney Tunes will collapse without him."
"She's right, I mean, what do you think will happen to Mr. Bunny if he faces Elmer Fudd with the gun pointed at him?" Atticus asked.
"I think you kids need to leave now..." one of the men pushed them through the door. "Why don't you go visit the water tower?"
Cherry blinked, she then went to get changed. "I'll be right back, Atticus." she said as she walked off for a moment.
"Okay." Atticus said, leaving the room.
"FREEZE!" a voice yelled.
"Oh please, let this end well." Patch prayed. He was able to sneak into the studio and was hoping that the man that was auditioning would get the part.
There was a man holding up a police badge, he fell from the stair case on the set and fell flat on the table. He got up to show the audition men he was okay, but he made the table crack up and fling prop fruits and vegetables at the man. The man looked up bashfully to them. "Can I try that again?" he asked.
"No, thank you," one man said while the toon strong man was eating the watermelon from his head. "We'll call you."
"Ooh, that didn't end well." Patch said before walking up to the man.
The man got up and dusted himself clean. "Well.. Time to get back to work..." he sighed a little.
"That wasn't... Too bad." Patch said, smiling sheepishly.
The man looked down to the pup. "Oh hey, boy," he smiled a little. "Where'd you come from?" he got down on one knee and started to pet him.
"I followed my owner and his friend and kind of got lost and then I saw your audition and decided to watch it." Patch explained.
"I have to get back to work... Maybe if we look around, we'll find him." the man said, not surprised he was talking to a puppy.
"Yeah, so are you like a security guard?" Patch asked.
"Yeah... Kinda the only job I can get right now..." the man said, he quickly went to his work and picked up a shirt with a tie and his badge. "I wanna be an actor like my dad though... Mostly a stuntman."
"Wow, sounds rough, wait if your dad was or is an actor, why don't you let him help you get a part?" Patch asked.
"That's the thing, I have to do it on my own, I'm a grown man," the man told him. "I have to show these people my own stuff, just because we're related doesn't automatically make me good."
"Hey DJ," another guard with a hat noticed him. "How'd your try-out go?"
"Well, let's see," DJ shrugged as he walked with the guard and the puppy. "I can say I made an impression. I really wanna earn this acting gig and not just because I'm Damian Drake's son."
Patch could see that DJ really wanted to get an acting gig on his own.
"Mr. Warner mentioned you this morning." the guard told his friend.
"He did?" DJ looked to him, a little excited. "What did he say?"
"He said 'don't forget the TurtleWax'." the guard handed him a car cleaning brush.
DJ sighed and went to go clean the car.